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With a healthy clutch of heavy praise bearing releases already under their belt, Los Angeles hailing indie psych rock outfit Tombstones in Their Eyes have just unveiled their new album; a release destined to eclipse all before in acclaim and success. It is a feeling simply hard to escape as the album smothers the senses in its swampy and rousing, enveloping and seductive textures, and one which intensifies with every compelling listen.

The band’s sound is almost suffocating as it surrounds ears with its spatial bound, haze clouded fusion of psych rock and shoe gaze within post rock seeded soundscapes. Each track within the Paul Roessler (Nina Hagen, The Deadbeats, The Screamers, 45 Grave) recorded Maybe Someday provides a dreamscape of suggestion around a sonorous wall of intimation and all go towards making the new Tombstones In Their Eyes full-length one fascinating and invigorating exploration.

From its opening breath, Maybe Someday began surging under the skin, the stormy entrance of opener Open Skies rich in threat and intimation. Those hues only thicken as the sonic flames of guitarists John Treanor and Josh Drew ignite the subsequent melodic stroll of the song, one instantly catchy and captivating with the equally magnetic vocals of Treanor in full sway within its canorous winds.

With a touch of Spacemen 3 meets My Bloody Valentine meets Birdland to it, the track makes a rousing start to the album which its outstanding title track quickly accentuates with its calmer but no less hypnotic proposition. The rhythms of bassist Mike Mason and drummer Stephen Striegel hit their manipulative stride from the off, inciting song and listener alike as the vaporous keys of Treanor echo the harmonic resonance of his voice and the guitars. As the first, it is an infectious almost invasive temptation sparking only an appetite for more which I Want You feeds with its somnambulistic serenade. Flirtation lines its melancholy as radiance wraps its melodic reassurance, individual craft and enterprise accentuating all of its haunting beauty as the album spots another irresistible moment in its still short but already impressive presence.

Shadows cast potent intimation upon the following soul searching Today while Down in the Dirt bears a grungier side to its character while circling the senses with its own individual psych rock nurtured squall as voice and words bear their hearts. Both songs expel mesmeric charm from start to finish, each sharing their unique imaginations before The Demon manages to eclipse both their striking exploits with its surf kissed, self-refection bred rapture and beauty.

Through the muggier climate of Behind My Mind and the similarly intense crawl of The One, Tombstones In Their Eyes brought new dramatic shades to their album’s evolving landscape and thicker pleasure to ears, the latter verging on the predacious as harmonic radiance sweep turbulent mercurial skies. Among many major moments within the release, the song especially stands out before I Believe leaves its infectious mark on the album’s imagination permeating body. As with all tracks drama accompanies craft and imagination, this song especially potent with this mix.

I Can’t Feel It Anymore saunters through ears as it draws the listener into its ethereal embrace, keeping itself grounded with dark and heavy textures to compliment the seducing with the following Up and Down providing a seductive kiss on the senses whilst weaving a post rock nurtured terrain of barb carrying textures.

As it began, the album leaves gripping hold of attention through final track Dreams. Its synth pop opening has a Visage scented breath to its electronic mist from which intimacy soaked shadows and rock grounded volatility brews. The song is pure mesmerism, evolving note by note to never let the listener assume or the imagination settle as it brings a simply spellbinding album to a truly thrilling conclusion.

With thanks to Shauna at Shameless PR our attention was pointed to a clutch of singles which may have been of interest. What they all proved to be was the source of increasing pleasure and each a teaser to bigger and bolder things.

Firstly as their debut album looms ever near, Los Angeles hailing psych rockers Tombstones in Their Eyes have released a rich temptation for it in the shape of new two track single Open Skies.

The band’s sound is a thick blend of psychedelic and shoegaze bred textures soaked in atmospheric density but offers a further array of flavours in its creative breath. The quartet has already unveiled its attention luring potency through earlier releases and only breeds greater anticipation for that first album, Maybe Someday, with their latest proposition.

Released through Somewherecold Records, Open Skies takes shape from within dark shadows, its fuzzy breath soon enveloping ears with an inviting trespass of sound and intimation. The lead vocals of guitarist/keyboardist John Treanor swiftly bring their magnetic resonance to the melodically cacophonous encounter as the rhythmic stroll of drummer Stephen Striegel and bassist Mike Mason provide a controlled yet tenacious incitement. It is a dense cloud of captivating enterprise, crawling over the senses with sonorous dexterity within a haze flooded soundscape skilfully shaped by the craft of guitarist Josh Drew side by side with Treanor.

The song comes with an alternative version of Dreams, the closing track on that forthcoming full-length. It too embroils ears in suggestive smog, one fuelled by caliginous light and seductive radiance. A siren of temptation the song prowls as it glides across the senses, wrapping the imagination in a post rock/psych rock ambience as physical as it is somnambulistic.

Together both tracks make anticipation of Tombstones in Their Eyes new album a touch on the keen side.

Another band with an eagerly awaited release ahead is Italian rock band Elizabeth The Second and they too have provided a rather tasty appetiser for it in the shape of a new single, the reason for that keen intrigue.

No One Cares is the Padova based trio’s debut single and comes from the Two Margaritas at The Fifty Five EP released this November. Formed in 2018, the band’s sound has already drawn references to the likes of Blur, The Libertines, The Strokes, The Clash, and Franz Ferdinand but as their first release reveals there is plenty of individuality involved in its contagious character.

From the first strum of Ben Moro’s guitar No One Cares has a rousing breath to its catchiness, its swing driven by the lively beats of Luca Gallato and the great moan of Michele Venturini’s bass. Moro’s vocals are soon adding to the infectious proposal on offer, the track’s garage rock toning across a punk ‘n’ roll bounce instinctively anthemic. Every subsequent riff, hook, and roar only accentuates its contagion, the song a striking and easy to devour introduction to Elizabeth The Second and spark for an already impatient wait for their first EP.

Another artist with an album poised to be unveiled is Sebastian Straw, an Italian based musician/songwriter creating a sound with a certain nineties Brit pop edge to its alternative rock breeding. My Friend is the latest single taken from Welcome Yesterday, a track which provides an infectious lure to artist and album.

Keys and guitar caress ears from the start, rhythms soon adding their moody touch before Straw’s distinctive tones spark the heart and more volatile instincts of the track. Already the song is a manipulative incitement with something akin to Richard Ashcroft meets Gaz Coombes to its songwriting and character while strings and keys only add to its contagion and fiery drama, emotion lining every moment.

Straw has been making music since a young age and if My Friend is a potent clue to the endeavours within his first album will be finding some sure attention coming his way.

Finally we have the song Dancing With Death to recommend. It comes from British outfit Noctorum, a duo comprised of guitarist/singer-songwriter Marty Willson-Piper (The Church, All About Eve, The Saints, Anekdoten) and producer Dare Mason. The pair was one of many who severely suffered through the bankruptcy of PledgeMusic with an estimated $15,000 through pledges owed to them. They still honoured all those pledges for the album, The Afterlife released earlier this year, out of their own pocket. Now the band, in order to recoup those funds, are releasing The Afterdeath EP through a GoFundMe campaign, a four track digital encounter with two new tracks and two covers exclusive to pledgers.

Dancing With Death is the teaser for the release, a treat of rock magnetism wrapped in gothic shadows. There is something of The Mission to the song, its quick ear grabbing dexterity fuelled by melodic enterprise and rich imagination. Guitars alone offer a drama which just got under the skin, their twists and turns fluid within that shadowed melodic rock landscape.

The track is superb and reason alone to treat yourself to The Afterdeath EP but potently backed by the other new track in The Mermaid and Noctorum’s covers of The Sound’s I Can’t Escape Myself and Buffalo Springfield’s Nowadays Clancy Can’t Even Sing.

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